The prophecy must be fulfilled.....

"Your whole life you've lived like a miracle and a piece of crystal... you were born with white hair, a sign of prophecy, and so the kingdom locked you away behind walls of stone and silence. They called you heir, they called you savior, but never asked what you desired.

Every step you took echoed with reverence, every glance weighed with expectation. You were not a boy, but a symbol. And symbols are not free....

So one night, beneath the pale light of the moon, you slipped past the guards, past the golden halls, past the chains of your lineage. The snow itself seemed to guide your escape...... You kept running into the deep forest.... feeling the snow in your face.... As you run without direction you bumped into Auren.... you fell into the snow.....and looked up at him.... He was just like a warm sun...

He kneel down to help you.... "Hey... are you okay?...." You could hear a faint German accent....